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it had been 3 days and she hadn't spoken to him or even tried

she was scared, it felt like something was just stopping her from going and finding his number or dm'ing him on instagram, that day she didn't get his number but he did add her back on instagram shortly after

everyone on twitter could tell there was something off with Hana. Every show she did she was speaking less and less, and her manager decided she should probabaly take a day off

'why' she thought to herself

she didn't even know the root cause of worries

she'd slept in this morning

the girl would us usually wake up at 7 to head to the office for the morning show, she'd never been a morning person but she still woke herself up every morning, and managed to look forward to work, she really liked her job

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on the other side of Manchester, he was heartbroken

he didn't know what he'd done wrong, he thought everything played out just right, but clearly not since the black haired girl hadn't dared to speak to him

he hadn't spoken a word about the night to anyone, not even Marcus, and he also had a slight feeling she hadn't either, because his mate would have heard of it from his girlfriend, who from what Jadon knew, was likely to be the first person Hana would tell

he was tempted to call Jude to tell him, but definitely not after he'd been completely ghosted

he'd gone back to the library to check if she'd maybe left a note in the book, but he didn't find a thing, just the stack of notes they'd left for each other

he reads through them

even though he's read them all countless times before, it still gave him that same buzz and excitement that he got from the first time he'd read each note

he'd fallen for her words, and he could see himself falling for her entirely

he just hoped she felt the same

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'fuck' she thought to herself as she woke up from her sleep

every time she tries to go to sleep to try and get the boy of her mind, he'd show up in her dreams

she checks her alarm

1:02 AM

she hears a voice coming from outside

she walks outside to see Talia and her boyfriend on the sofa watching TV

"H?" Talia calls her "are you up again?"

"yeah" she answers as she walks over to the kitchen to make a cup of tea

"girl you really need to tell me what's up, you've been like this for 3 days now"

"hey marcus" Hana says calling her friend's boyfriend

"yeah?"

"you know Jadon Sancho yeah"

"yeah he's my mate"

"is there any chance i could possibly get his number?"

"what?" he says in confusion "why?"

"long story short, book guy Jadon is Jadon Sancho, and the other day i tried breaking up with Harry, he nearly killed me but Jadon showed up and saved me, but i may or may not have ghosted him for 3 days" she says as she pours her tea

she turns around with the mug in her hand and sees both Talia and Marcus' eyes wider than she'd ever seen them before

"yeah i fucked up" i say

"bloody hell so that's why he's been dead for the last 3 days"

"shit now i feel worse"

"are you into him?" Talia asks

"this better not reach him- but yeah" she quietly admits

Marcus slips his phone out of his pocket and begins to call Jadon

"wont he be asleep?"

"i promise you he will not care as soon as he hears your voice"

she walks over to the living room as all three of them listen into the phone which was placed on speaker

"oi what do you bloody want Marcus, im asleep" he grumbles

"Jadon- someone wants to speak to you"

"tell them to fuck off"

he hands the girl the phone

"bit rude yeah?" Hana smiles

suddenly everything that can be heard is ruffling and his footsteps and swearing

"maybe come back Jadon?" marcus says

the boy walks over to his phone and speaks

"is that you? hana?"

"yeah" she nods

they both stay silent for a second before she breaks the silence

"Jadon- im sorry" she says "i didn't really know how to react after, i didn't know what to say to you really after what happened and like i really regret ghosting you- im so so sorry"

"i can't lie i was kinda sad- but yknow what, i forgive you"

"are you free tommorow?" she asks him

"yeah, why?"

"tommorow 6pm, you know where to be, i'll be waiting"

"of course, i'll see you"

"bye bye"

"bye" he smiles

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